I can still feel my arms around you
Your arms around me, hands in my pockets
My face pressed against your neck
Inhaling your scent
The scent that still lingers on my clothes
It distracts me from my work
It gives me comfort
The way you hold me
The way you kiss my forehead
As if I am yours and only yours
The way you look at me
With those hazel eyes
The trust that they show me
I hope mine show the same
So much trust you place in me
It makes me crave more
Of your touch, of your words
I feel those words bubble up from my heart
Words I shouldn’t say,
Words that teeter me on the cliffs edge
I want to ask if you’re on the edge too
But my heart won’t let me
Cause we both know
Know that we don’t belong to another
But for only glimpses of time
Imperfect perfect glimpses
Of life
~Laura Fedak
